yknow if romeo had just Cried on juliets corpse for a couple hours instead of drinking poison Right Then they would have been Fine
The moral of the story is: always take time to cry for a few hours before making important decisions.
So I’m more or less being facetious here, but this is actually a thing.
Hamlet is genre savvy. Hamlet knows how Tragedies work, and he’s not going to rush in and get stabby without making absolutely certain he’s got all the facts.
Except once he thinks he has all the facts – once he’s certain that it really is the ghost of his father and Claudius really did kill him, he rushes in and stabs the wrong guy, which starts a domino line of deaths and gets Laertes embroiled in his own revenge tragedy and ultimately results in the deaths of nearly every character other than Horatio.
That’s the irony and the tragedy of the story. Hamlet knows his tropes and actively tries to avoid them, and the tropes get him anyway. It’s inevitable, the tropes are hungry.
I want a sticker that says the tropes are hungry so I can put it on my laptop
i met a scholar once who said that tragedies aren’t about a silly “flaw” or anything, it’s about having a hero who’s just in the wrong goddamn story
if hamlet swapped places with othello he wouldn’t be duped by any of iago’s shit, he’d sit down & have a good think & actually examine the facts before taking action. meanwhile in denmark, othello would have killed claudius before act 2 could even start. but instead nope, they’re both in situations where their greatest strengths are totally useless and now we’ve got all these bodies to bury.
The tropes are hungry and the hero is in the wrong goddamn story.
This post goes harder than any post has ever gone before.
the sheer amount of Fucks Not Given in these photos is creating a Black Hole Of Ungiven Fucks, sucking in all the bullshit over the Fuck You event horizon and trapping it so the bullshit can’t escape. It’s gorgeous.
i put “All I Want for Christmas is You” through a MIDI converter, and then back through an mp3 converter
the result is this garbage
I’m driving myself up the wall because I swear I can hear the vocal line but I don’t know how that could be if it was truly converted to MIDI. Unless you can replicate speech sounds entirely with modulated MIDI notes, in which case I’m actually impressed with this tire fire of an MP3.
the holiday season is almost upon us and I’d like to bring back this absolute fucking monstrosity of an audio file
is this how people who don’t like this song feel when hearing it
helen – champagne, gentle waves, roses, the definiton of “lovely”, gold antiques, the stars at dawn, rose gold chokers, wanderlust, still pretty while crying
icarus – the ocean at sunset, fields of wheat, the sun on your back, laughter, ripe fruit, unconditional hope, confetti, history books, ambition, following their dreams
patroclus – grassy hills, sandy beaches, the best hugs, dirt, quiet bravery, loyalty, museums, the smell of home, hidden secrets, spacing out, courage, heart of gold
psyche – kind, bullet journals, curious, lipgloss, first snow, light pink tulips, unconditional love, radiates light, dreamy eyes, will do anything for their loved ones
sits outside in summer nights to gaze at the moon and stars, sips tea in the afternoon, writes down fleeting thoughts, surpasses reading goals with flying colors, seems reserved yet has the ability to make profound statements, daydreams and overthinks
the amiable
exuberates good vibes, always dons a smile with an ethereal light, puts others as a priority before themselves, laughs with ease, baby’s breath, a giving hand without second thought, probably goes outside with extra money to lend to someone in need, cares for plants
the wanderer
hoards a plethora of souvenirs, goes over scrapbooks from the past in free time, a free spirit, speaks well over two languages, prioritizes research before going somewhere new, treasures experiences made, has connections all around the globe, constantly wears a camera around their neck
the idealist
compassionate about their views for the future, watches the news constantly, willing to speak up, a splendid public speaker, knows what they want and will do anything to achieve it, wears the aroma of ambition, a quick wit, destroys and obliviates opponents in debates
the aristocrat
has good taste but few cash, reads classic literature fervently, self assured, can maintain their cool composition unless their heartstrings are tugged, lies with ease, secretly quite passionate and romantic, cries silent tears, indulges in the guilty pleasure called gossip, not perfect but trying
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